LovaLo
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He finds the omega in the forest—half-starved, feral, and ready to run from anything that gets too close.
Grant doesn’t touch him.
Doesn’t claim him.
Doesn’t force a bond that should be instinct.
He just says,“You’re safe.”
Lennox doesn’t believe him.
But he stays anyway.
And in a world where omegas are taken, traded, and broken—safety might be the most dangerous thing of all.Bookmarked by LovaLo
24 May 2026
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He thought about chamomile tea in a chipped blue mug and broth with bread and a man who said *it’s your choice* and a man who said *missed you, pet* and the distance between those two things, which was everything, which was the entire width of the world, and it didn’t matter because he was here and not there and here was the only place he’d ever really been.
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Back to filthy scratchy sheets, knees to his chest, he feels flimsy. TV-dinner film flimsy, white trash treasure. Fucked by his brother in a shitty shared motel room because his mouth can’t form the word 'no', because it’d change nothing if it could.
Spit-lubed dick glistening like spit-shone boots, Gerard presses into him and the ache that shoots up his spine is penitence for not having one. The pressure in his guts shows him where he’d keep his courage if he could find it.
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22 May 2026
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This is love- this is how Gerard loves.
Not like he didn’t know that. Not like he could forget, it’s implanted in his brain like a prion, misfolded proteins that say he loves you, god, does he love you. God knows you’d be dead if he didn’t.
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It was as if someone had taken a seam ripper to his little teddy bear of a brother and torn all of the stuffing out. High school left him open and deflated on the side of the road. Just shredded him. He’s always been so delicate. He sops the grease off pizza with napkins before it touches his mouth now.
Gerard undoes his belt for him.
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06 Jan 2026
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“Die,” Mikey drones, stupefied.
“Yeah,” he says sweet, “I’ll do that later. Just let me have this.” Springs scream and wail with the rocking. “Just let me. Just let me have you.”
"He wants and he wants and he wants so he takes Mikey more brutal than he should"
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Gerard probably isn’t even getting off on the visual, he’s having some sort of meta-fantasy. Look, I’m getting the fag who will kill for me to fuck the fag who will die for me. Look what I can do. Look what I can get other people to do.
It’s a brutally stupid misunderstanding of the situation to think that Mikey is the center of attention in any of this.
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07 Jan 2026
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The second wave of liquor hits and Mikey wants a different death. Any death, even an ugly one, even a lonely one, Gerard and Frank can spatter the dirt of his grave with their semen if they want, it doesn’t fucking matter, locked in a meat freezer / bisected with a cleaver / poison / AIDS / live burial / fentanyl / drawn and quartered / car crash / mauled by a bear / train tracks / head trauma / hate crime / lightning strike / crime of passion / act of God.
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The fake blood still sticks to Mikey’s scrawny neck, coats the solitary hairs there. Buzzard boy. He’s got a thin throat. Gerard once said that it wouldn’t take much rope.
Frank’s hand is shaking on Mikey’s leg, which is also quivering. Together, they are a failing machine. Gerard lifts the soaked shirt like a bridal veil from Mikey’s face and they suck in twin breaths: one wet, one dry. And Gerard smiles, like God does in paintings. -
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“A band?” Mikey asks, incredulously.
“Ray’s gonna be in it, and Otter, but we need a bassist.”
“Gee, I haven’t seriously played bass in years,” Mikey says, leaving aside the fact that he’s a raving homicidal maniac, probably with multiple undiagnosed mental disorders. Gee hasn’t forgotten that. He might’ve forgotten about the bass thing.Series
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14 Jan 2026
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He didn't come out to kill tonight. Hadn't gone out to kill in months. Gerard said he'd done too many too fast, that he'd get sloppy, that he should pace himself. Gerard also let Mikey bite him 'til he bled and fuck him 'til neither one of them could move. Gerard is perfect, and if it didn't mean losing him forever Mikey would gut him just to see how glorious he must be.
But Mikey hasn't been out with purpose since the beginning of summer, and there's a chill in the air now. Alex is moving, kissing against Mikey's neck. The crowd from the show that just let out is passing by the side street that Mikey had ducked into. Gerard will be here to pick him up soon. Mikey called him when the show was over, like he promised, before Alex found him outside the pit and asked him for his number. Alex’s lips would look so good sucking Mikey's cock. Alex’s head would look so good busted open on the wall.